Throne of the North.

Chapter 514: Praise of Light (VI)

Just like when he was still Grand Duke McReynolds, the Griffin Legion was so powerful that it could crush the entire extraordinary legion of the Andara Kingdom. The combination of powerful griffins and knights with combat wisdom made them invincible on the battlefield.

They had no opponents. The griffins swooped down and plowed a huge blank space on the earth like an iron plow. Red and white things were scattered on the blank land. Occasionally, one could hear some less lucky guys who had not died completely, wailing and screaming in disgusting and desperate scenes.

No one could muster up the courage, and bravery lost its meaning at this moment, because when the soldiers reacted to fight, the griffin had already taken off into the sky, out of reach of their spears.

Despair. Facing such an extraordinary army, there is only despair. The pure numerical and mechanism crushing leaves only the protagonist left in this endless battlefield.

The knights who enjoyed the slaughter finally felt a familiar feeling. They could cause damage to the Griffin Legion, but the price was more deaths.

No one is not afraid of death, and these knights are no exception. In the face of death, they just behave a little more civilized than those slaves.

Daryl was calculating the losses of these knights, but he couldn't make a perfect calculation, only a rough estimate.

He knew that this war could not be lost, so the nobles' army could not collapse.

He took a breath, and a large amount of air fell into his chest. Then, like a forest on fire, the blazing blood-red energy burned on Daryl's body like boiling flames.

The roar of a mammoth resounded in the sky above the battlefield. The next moment, the world became heavy, as if it had returned to the simplicity of ancient times. A giant mammoth stood up and appeared behind Daryl. It stepped on the ground and absorbed countless powers from the earth, making Daryl firmly planted on the ground beneath his feet like a mountain.

The blood-red mammoth raised its thick nose and took a deep breath. At the same time, Daryl also took a deep breath. A rumbling sound came from his chest, like the whistling of wind and thunder.

Tiny cracks appeared under his feet. This was because the earth had absorbed too much power and became fragile, and also because Daryl's power was too heavy at the moment.

This was the first legendary battle exposed to the world after he became a legend.

He must be strong.

Fortunately, he is no longer the same as when he was just promoted to a legend. He has mastered his legendary gift and the knight's breathing method and combat skills inherited from the Andara royal family. He has become a truly powerful legend.

Roar--

The blood-red mammoth nose blew out countless strong winds along with Daryl's roar. In an instant, sand and rocks flew everywhere. When the fist-sized stones flew in the sky at the speed of strong wind, the lethality they brought was no less than that of the sharp knight's sword.

The Griffin Legion in the sky was the first victim of this legendary power. Heavy flying stones, sharp wooden spikes, and fierce winds that made it impossible for the Griffin Legion to stay afloat tore apart the entire Griffin Legion's formation.

"Legend! How can there be a legend!!!"

There should be only one legend in the Andara Kingdom, and that is the legendary sorcerer Alla Leta from the family of Grand Duke Leta. He cannot appear on the battlefield here and must guard Grand Duke Leta who is entering the war.

He is not here, and the power of the witch is not like this.

How could there be a second legend in the Andara Kingdom? Did they invite him again?

Which free legend dares to offend the legendary [Wind Emperor] like this? ? ?
"Daryl???"

With the explosion of power, Daryl was naturally exposed to everyone as the strong wind dissipated. Everyone stared at this descendant of the Andara royal bloodline in shock.

During these few years, the nobles were no longer unfamiliar or obscure about the decline of the Andara Kingdom. The birth of the Sera Kingdom was built on the blood curse of the Andara royal family, so naturally they spared no effort to belittle the Andara royal family.

It is precisely because of this that the nobles were extremely shocked. How could a royal family that was in extraordinary decline reverse its growth and produce a legend that could protect the royal family for a hundred years?
This is unreasonable, this is totally unreasonable!
"Have they been cleansed of the curse?"

Count Fragoso looked at Daryl in the distance in shock. The ups and downs of this war were really heartbreaking. Victory was at hand but it was reversed. The war was on the decline but there was hope that it could be reversed.

With the appearance of the Griffin Legion, the nobles of the Serra Kingdom could not have imagined that any unexpected events would occur. With the mobility of the Griffin Legion, the Witch and Ghost Legion of the Andara Kingdom could not catch up even if they raced hard.

But legend is an exception.

The reason why legends are legends is that they are born from major events that can change history and influence the progress of human civilization.

Correspondingly, the terrifying power they gain after obtaining the legendary blessing can change history and change the key nodes in the development of human civilization.

Is the Extraordinary Legion strong? If the Sera royal family's Griffin Legion fought Daryl to the death on this battlefield with all their might, perhaps both sides would be annihilated, but this is already the best result. As a legend, if Daryl wants to escape, the Griffin Legion will have to pay a greater price to keep him.

Especially... the legendary knight.

They have strong physiques that magicians do not have. They can sustain non-stop fighting for a long time and can withstand many fatal injuries without dying. They may not have such strong destructive power, but their balanced attributes make the Extraordinary Legion prefer to face extreme magicians rather than knights who have no weaknesses.

Their only weakness is that their methods are not rich, their destructive power is not strong enough, and they often passively take the beating.

This also needs to be compared. Compared with other legends of the extraordinary path, these can be weaknesses, but the Griffin Legion? Any single Griffin Knight will be easily crushed to death by Daryl.

So it’s a question of cost.

As I said, everyone is afraid of death. This was true for the slave soldiers on the initial battlefield, and for the extraordinary soldiers such as the Death Knights who arrived later. Now, it is the turn of the griffins and knights of the Griffin Legion.

They also fear death, and when facing a legend, even if they do nothing, the name alone is enough to weaken their fighting power by three points.

……

"Griffins are also magical beasts, and they are one of the few magical beasts that can be tamed. Their strength is unquestionable, but can they kill Daryl?"

As a legendary knight created by himself, Ryan was very curious about who would win if the Griffin Legion and Daryl met.

However, he was also very clear that he could only think about it, as the Griffin Legion would not go to such extremes to surround and kill the legendary Daryl.

They will be afraid, scared and worried.

Not only them, but also King Sera and the magician [Wind Emperor] would never let their hard-earned extraordinary army be overwhelmed in such a battle.

Ryan thought of the other extraordinary legions.

For example, Earl Clayton's Fire Dragon Knight Legion. He had witnessed the horror of that extraordinary legion with his own eyes. In the world of Nidhogg, they could charge towards the dragon without fear of death.

They have no fear of death, and in this respect, they have completely gotten rid of the weakening of momentum when facing legends.

Ryan guessed that the Flame Dragon Knights were already close to the followers of the gods. He had created those monsters with his own hands. Not to mention killing them, he would not hesitate even if he asked them to commit suicide in the most cruel way.

Absolute obedience and absolute faith and loyalty are what makes a family.

What if he was facing the Flame Dragon Knights? Ryan thought about it and found that he could only think about how many Flame Dragon Knights Daryl could replace before he died.

The blessing of the giant mammoth gave him unparalleled power, and also resulted in Daryl, the legendary knight, having his most powerful combat power on the ground, not in the sky.

He can't run away.

"There is also a gap between great nobles and great nobles."

Ryan said with emotion that he didn't know how the war in the distance was going, but the result would probably not deviate from the direction he wanted, which was stalemate and balance.

Balance is what Ryan wants as the outcome of the war between the two kingdoms.

"There is also a gap between the extraordinary legions and the extraordinary legions."

As predecessors on the road of blasphemy, the great nobles of the Flor Empire have more advanced extraordinary legions.

"When can we intervene in the southern part of the empire?"

Ryan thought expectantly, he hasn't found a suitable opportunity yet, the Northern Chamber of Commerce and the Northern Brave Guild are just his invisible tentacles, he can only touch them but not interfere.

On the battlefield of the kingdom, both sides once again tacitly withdrew their troops.

Obviously, the appearance of a legendary knight disrupted all war deployments. Even the Griffin Legion dared not act recklessly.

A weak balance is still a balance, and the war has once again returned to the basic war of attrition, which once again sets the stage for small nobles like Caird. No one has a good solution.

"Just being a legendary knight cannot completely change a war. Countless examples in the past have shown us this!"

The nobles were angry and unwilling. Victory of the war was just around the corner, and they were all thinking about what kind of compensation they could get from the Andara Kingdom.

Wealth was within their reach but disappeared like a bubble. One can imagine how upset the nobles felt.

"Then tell me, how do we solve that legend?"

Where there are questions, there are rebuttals. The struggle among the nobles has been determined in terms of their positions. They must confront what the other side says, otherwise they will be at a disadvantage.

Anyway, you can find a reason no matter what.

The noble who spoke didn't know how to answer this question. If he knew what to do, would it be the turn of these nobles on the opposite side to contradict him these days?
The army Ryan commanded was also the army of nobles, so why didn't these people bark?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and the angrier he got, the more he disliked the noble opposite him.

The nobles are very good at attacking their opponents from a direction that is advantageous to them.

"Haha? So you have no other options? I think you might as well hand over your army to us. Maybe we can find a way to deal with that legend."

I have no way to deal with the legendary knight, but who says that political struggles are a straight-forward process?
You want me to deal with the legend? Well, if you hand over your army and power, I will find a way.

Is it possible? No, it is impossible. Even if the nobles change their heads and butts, they will not hand over the military power to their opponents. Otherwise, none of the soldiers who die tomorrow will be opponents.

Then the question arises again. You ask me what solution I have. If I ask you to hand over the army to me, then I have a solution. If you are unwilling to hand it over, then what else can I say? If you don’t give me the army, I can’t solve the legend. The reason why I can’t solve it is because of your selfishness. With this kick of the ball, it’s back on the other side.

In short, the problem must be passed on to the other side, which is a necessary method in aristocratic political struggles.

If you are awesome, you can solve the problem. If you are not awesome, give me the power in your hands and I will do it.

If you can't solve it, it's your problem. If you hand over the power to me, no matter whether I can solve it or not, do you still have the right to shout at me? Do you still want to take back your power?
You have to be invincible while cleverly denying your own incompetence.

This is the daily life of these noble lords who do not understand war but are familiar with the rules of aristocratic political struggle.

Only legends can fight against legends. This is a widely acknowledged fact, but none of the nobles present said it out loud.

The Kingdom of Sera has a legend, and there is only one, and that is their honorable King.

Let the king go to the battlefield to fight while the nobles watch from behind?

The oath of allegiance sworn until death by the nobles kneeling before the king is not just empty words. If they really do this, the nobles will be the ones who die the fastest. For the sake of honor, loyalty, political correctness, interests and avoiding liquidation, they must charge on the battlefield more bravely and fearlessly than the king.

It would be better for them to die on the battlefield, especially the one who dared to ask the king to lead the charge. If he was not killed by the king, he would surely die at the hands of other victimized nobles.

I am loyal to my king, as the heaven and earth can testify. You actually want my honorable king to fight for life and death on the battlefield. Do you want to die?
We are all loyal to the king. How can we stay behind when the king is in battle? How dangerous it is. You want to die, but you drag us to the battlefield to face such a dangerous enemy. You want to kill me, right? Then you are dead.

Whoever brings it up will die anyway.

Slaves are afraid of death, soldiers are afraid of death, knights are afraid of death, and nobles are most afraid of death.

No one dared to say it, but the war between kingdoms was a big deal and it was impossible to end it hastily, nor could it end for such a ridiculous reason.

It is impossible for His Majesty the King to fight like this, so what should he do?

Caird suddenly spoke up. As the weakest of the three factions in the Sera Kingdom, he had stood up.

"We are here for the glory of the morning light, for the faith of our Lord. The morning light is splendid and eternal."

"Perhaps... they should help us achieve victory in our holy war of faith."

The nobles' eyes lit up. Yes, now that they were in trouble, it was normal for them to ask the Vatican for help, right?

All eyes fell on the missionary Sven, who remained silent.

However, other clergymen were unwilling to face this problem.

The Silent Ascetic is against magicians, and the magicians who came to the Kingdom of Sera came specifically to target Ivy Evan, so it is impossible for them to be used against the legendary knight.

The Pope's order to them was to destroy the Church of Light in the Kingdom of Andara and the magician heretics who had taken over its home.

Then came the withdrawal of faith in the Andara Kingdom.

The legendary enemy of the Kingdom of Serra is Daryl Andara, and the enemy of the Holy See is the legendary magician [Ivy].

What should I do if I help you?
The clergy were reluctant, but outwardly they did not refuse.

"The war must be won. As a servant of my Lord, how can the Kingdom of Sera allow the Kingdom of Andara to have distorted beliefs?!"

The clergyman asked loudly, and then said that the missionary Sven would contact the Holy Mountain for help, and believed that His Holiness the Pope would make a decision soon.

The Pope is really busy and can be ordered around by anyone.

Sven complained in his heart, of course, this was impossible because he could not contact the Pope, and these clergymen also knew that he could not contact the Pope.

So... everything is alright?

The military meeting ended, and everyone continued the war with the mentality of waiting and delaying, as if this would change the current situation.

During this process, only emerging small nobles such as Keld were developing on the stage. Their merits and fighting abilities were their only way to show their loyalty to the king. The war here could not avoid the eyes and ears of the griffins, so it was naturally impossible to conceal it from King Serra.

It's clear at a glance who is working hard.

The nobles will also change their attitudes towards each other. Being able to make friends with such nobles who perform well on the battlefield is a manifestation of their family background, and that is connections.

On the other hand, the Andara Kingdom was also in shock, with nobles speculating whether the royal family had escaped the curse of the gods and once again embarked on the extraordinary wave.

They hesitated, and naturally showed more respect to the royal family, which made Daryl feel very relieved.

But he knew the truth inside, and was even more shocked by Ryan's methods, which made him a legend.

Time went on day by day, the weather began to become less hot, and the heat of the war in the kingdom almost dropped to freezing point.

Who likes war for no reason? The nobles have long been too lazy to care about it and have gathered together to develop entertainment methods.

Until this day, the angry Pope once again raised the question.

"why?"

The cold tone made the priests far away feel a chill of fear. They shivered, threw away their enjoyment, and crawled back to the battlefield.

"Please ask the followers of the Holy Word to take action."

"Yes, damn Andara Kingdom, you dare to serve a light other than the morning light. That is a twisted belief. My Lord will not be satisfied. The morning light is the great glory."

"If we kill that legend, the Kingdom of Andara will not have the courage to stand against the Dawn."

"Yes, that's it."

So, finally, the thirteen silent ascetics were invited to the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)